Grinding Gratitude

Continuously, reluctantly telling myself

I’m grateful I have a job and

Needing to dress up for the day,

I beget small trinkets of salary.


This accomplishment does not placate my soul,

The soul that seems to be rotting to the death.


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  1. #1 by Life: Between the lines on January 4, 2011 - 8:00 pm

    The soul only hears what it wishes to hear 🙂
    Thanks for the smile 🙂

    • #2 by Carl on January 4, 2011 - 8:08 pm

      LOL. My soul hears all and is the perfect judge of all that is good and bad. 🙂

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